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The club manager immediately signaled for someone to bring the card reader.
Everyone stared at me in confusion, wondering where the hell I'd get money from.
A few minutes later, the server brought over the machine, slid my card in, and waited for me to enter my PIN.
After I punched in the numbers, that cold robotic voice announced: "Transaction declined. This card has been frozen."
People immediately started snickering.
Camille was practically cackling: "Did you seriously think Alaric was bluffing? He literally just froze all your accounts and you still tried to use a card?"
"Talk about embarrassing yourself! Could you possibly look more pathetic right now?"
Aurora put on this fake sympathetic act.
"Mrs. Marchand, men really don't like women who are too aggressive. Maybe if you just apologize to Mr. Marchand, he'll forgive you!"
Anyone with half a brain could see that Alaric was waiting for me to grovel.
But Aurora spelling it out was basically painting a target on my back.
She was betting I'd be too proud to beg in front of everyone.
What neither of these bitches knew was that this card wasn't connected to Alaric at all.
It got frozen because I hadn't used it in forever—the bank automatically locks dormant accounts for security.
So I pulled out my phone, put it on speaker, and called my banker right in front of everyone:
"Mr. Peterson? It's Isolde Whitmore. My platinum account got frozen. Can you unlock it real quick?"
His response was immediate and respectful: "Of course, Ms. Whitmore. Right away!"
A few minutes later, I nodded to the server to try again.
This time, that robotic voice said: "Transaction approved. Thank you for your payment!"
The room absolutely exploded.
"Holy shit, the bank president personally handled that? That's some serious VIP treatment!"
"I heard you need like fifty million in assets minimum to get that kind of service."
"And he was so respectful—Isolde must be one of their biggest clients!"
Camille's face went completely pale as she pointed at me in disbelief.
"Wait, didn't you quit working right after college? How the hell do you have that kind of money?"
I looked at her with pure contempt.
"Since when do you have to graduate before you can make money? Just because you're broke doesn't mean everyone else is. Why would I explain anything to someone like you?"
Camille was so pissed she was shaking. "You... you..."
Aurora was doing her wide-eyed innocent act again.
"Mrs. Marchand, you didn't... secretly steal money from Mr. Marchand's family, did you?"
I slapped her across the face so hard it echoed through the room.
"Making accusations without proof is called slander. Keep it up and my lawyers will sue your ass!"
"You think I'm what's keeping you from landing a Marchand? Wake up call—it's actually your own fucking lack of worth!"
"Even if I stepped aside tomorrow, you still wouldn't be worth shit to take my place!"
I grabbed my purse and stormed toward the exit.
Alaric's voice cut through the room: "Don't you dare walk out that door!"
"If you leave right now, we're getting divorced!"
Everyone stared at me in confusion, wondering where the hell I'd get money from.
A few minutes later, the server brought over the machine, slid my card in, and waited for me to enter my PIN.
After I punched in the numbers, that cold robotic voice announced: "Transaction declined. This card has been frozen."
People immediately started snickering.
Camille was practically cackling: "Did you seriously think Alaric was bluffing? He literally just froze all your accounts and you still tried to use a card?"
"Talk about embarrassing yourself! Could you possibly look more pathetic right now?"
Aurora put on this fake sympathetic act.
"Mrs. Marchand, men really don't like women who are too aggressive. Maybe if you just apologize to Mr. Marchand, he'll forgive you!"
Anyone with half a brain could see that Alaric was waiting for me to grovel.
But Aurora spelling it out was basically painting a target on my back.
She was betting I'd be too proud to beg in front of everyone.
What neither of these bitches knew was that this card wasn't connected to Alaric at all.
It got frozen because I hadn't used it in forever—the bank automatically locks dormant accounts for security.
So I pulled out my phone, put it on speaker, and called my banker right in front of everyone:
"Mr. Peterson? It's Isolde Whitmore. My platinum account got frozen. Can you unlock it real quick?"
His response was immediate and respectful: "Of course, Ms. Whitmore. Right away!"
A few minutes later, I nodded to the server to try again.
This time, that robotic voice said: "Transaction approved. Thank you for your payment!"
The room absolutely exploded.
"Holy shit, the bank president personally handled that? That's some serious VIP treatment!"
"I heard you need like fifty million in assets minimum to get that kind of service."
"And he was so respectful—Isolde must be one of their biggest clients!"
Camille's face went completely pale as she pointed at me in disbelief.
"Wait, didn't you quit working right after college? How the hell do you have that kind of money?"
I looked at her with pure contempt.
"Since when do you have to graduate before you can make money? Just because you're broke doesn't mean everyone else is. Why would I explain anything to someone like you?"
Camille was so pissed she was shaking. "You... you..."
Aurora was doing her wide-eyed innocent act again.
"Mrs. Marchand, you didn't... secretly steal money from Mr. Marchand's family, did you?"
I slapped her across the face so hard it echoed through the room.
"Making accusations without proof is called slander. Keep it up and my lawyers will sue your ass!"
"You think I'm what's keeping you from landing a Marchand? Wake up call—it's actually your own fucking lack of worth!"
"Even if I stepped aside tomorrow, you still wouldn't be worth shit to take my place!"
I grabbed my purse and stormed toward the exit.
Alaric's voice cut through the room: "Don't you dare walk out that door!"
"If you leave right now, we're getting divorced!"
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